Why changes in life are sometimes necessary…

Theres always been a part of me holding onto what I know, what I have and where I am in life. I vowed I’d never leave home when I was about ten tears old, insecure and feeling scared up until the age of 21; when it felt like my world flipped upside down going through an emotionally difficult situation. I cried every single day. I saw myself as the most insignificant thing on the planet. Undesirable. But…

everyday i forced myself to do something. Whenever I woke up bogged down with the emotional hazy cloud, even At 5am, I’d get up, put my trainers on, and run. And that’s how the story begins.

 

 

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